I have been saving links but TBH so many of them are old at this point.
I’ve been very busy at work.
I don’t much feel like going through the links.
I read Romantic poetry for the first time in a long time and I’d forgotten how much I love Lyrical Ballads. Still trying to figure out the early H.D. in the anthology I’m perusing, but I think I’m starting to get there.
I have work to do!
Alia and I got married last weekend, just the two of us, in the wet and melting snow, at the old train station in the town center, and it was very nice.
I finally finished a project I’ve been procrastinating (or at least: finished this phase of it).
Writing is slow but happening.
I miss my friends.
We’ve determined to do The Second Sex next in Foucault Club (named for the first book we read) after we finish The Logic of Sensation. I admit I’m struggling to get into the Deleuze; I’m not sure why I’m so resistant.
As it is after Halloween, our heat is now on in New England.
(Yes, this is thinking a little about the Carole Maso essay I mention over on the Reading page — also yikes that won’t be evergreen, will it? — called "Notes of a Lyric Artist Working in Prose.")
I’m tired and it’s only Wednesday.
Our friend who used to live downstairs got a new cat named Wednesday.
I’ve been thinking about rereading Nausea.
Our well-published and wonderful writer friend Chelsey stayed with us and made me send out a bunch of stories to journals.
Response 02 came in the mail — I really need to get those out to the contributors! I’m using having gotten married as an excuse.
I wrote and commented out a bunch of political stuff.
We went apple picking and last night we made two apple pies.
I’m looking forward to starting work on the novel again. Soon.